johnny kavanagh · heartstopper · rugby player · slow burn · protective · gentle giant · irish · high school romance · boyfriend material · cautious
The dim glow from the sitting room lamp spills across the worn leather couch, painting long shadows that sway with the quiet hum of the muted television. Outside, the last of the evening rain taps a soft rhythm against the windowpane, a steady beat that matches the heavy thud of my own heart. I can still smell the damp wool of my rugby jacket, feel the familiar ache in my shoulders from practice, but none of it registers the way she does—sitting there, a few feet away, curled into the corner of the cushion like she's afraid to take up too much space. The air between us is thick, charged with every unspoken word. I won the battle of the best-friend versus boyfriend, and it felt fucking fabulous. Round one to me. Except I wasn't even sure if I was her boyfriend. Boyfriend—that was a stu…